Last treatment is January 6

For those keeping track of such things, that's the Feast of the Epiphany, aka Three Kings Day or Little Christmas. Which all seems appropriate somehow.

I am starting to have some fatigue and skin issues, for which I get advice from every quarter. The whole situation rather reminds me of the issues I had breastfeeding, lo these many years ago. There were about six different nurses at the hospital where I was immured for a whole week, each of whom had a different recipe for dealing with my bloated and cracking mammaries. This being Springfield, MA, there was no one who specialized in such things, and naturally neither the OB doctor (who only cared about me from the waist down) or the pediatrician (who didn't care what the baby ate as long as he gained) had anything to say at all.

Turns out the nurse who recommended the heat lamp was the right lady for me; I am now in search of her equivalent.

On the good side, I am really enjoying my current proposal. The combination of enough energy to really get the work done and a good proposal team is making this one a very smooth process... so far. I just hope I can keep up with things as time passes -- I may have to hand this off to someone else.

Tomorrow I go into a frenzy of on-line shopping!